Part 4 The Undead Chapter 194 The City Down Below
”I really feel a bit impatient, but I’m not that irritable ……” Klein, who wore a triple crown and dark blue vestments and held the “Neptune’s Scepter”, carefully examined his own status.
This means that the “Tyrant” card can indeed suppress the negative effects of “Neptune’s Scepter” to a certain extent, but not completely erase them.
Klein calmed his emotions with the help of meditation and turned to look at the pile of clutter in the corner.
”The Grocer’s Travels? It’s my strongest defense item at the moment, and it has marvelous uses, but the problem is that it was made by another ancient god, the ‘Dragon of Empty Thoughts’, Anglewylde, and according to the little ‘sun’, this dragon king once had a relationship with Calderon’s master, the Ancient God of Death, the Immortal Bird Patriarch Gracery in a camp, no one knows if this ‘Traveler’s Journal’ will inspire unwanted changes …… Prudence is better not to bring it.
”Similar to the Aztec Copper Whistle, that mutated paper man can’t be accommodated, it has the aura of the remnants of Artificial Death …… This may bring some sort of deterrent when exploring Calderon, but it also lurks a great hidden danger.
”The extraordinary properties of the ‘Priest of Light’? This can effectively restrain the undead and is the natural enemy of the inhabitants of the ‘City of the Dead’, but it’s only the material and has yet to be crafted into a magical item, so the role it can play is quite limited, and the negative effects are extremely severe, making it very unfriendly to me in my soul state, and in addition, lightning bolts can likewise ‘purify the ‘ The dead, with the ‘Scepter of Poseidon’ and ‘Word of the Sea’, there is no need to bring the extraordinary characteristics of ‘Priest of Light’ with me anymore …… “Thought after thought flashed through Klein’s mind, eliminating the remaining items in the clutter pile.
His left palm, which was wearing a human skin glove, held the “Scepter of Poseidon”, and with a gentle lift of his right hand, he let the “Word of the Sea” scepter fly up of its own accord and fall into the palm of his hand.
Immediately after that, Kraven, who was dressed as the Pope, changed the appearance of his soul body, so that all his features were hidden in the shadow of the triple crown.
He slowly stood up, his dark blue vestments flickering in the wind, and his white bone scepter resplendent.
With a single step, “Tyrant” Kraven passed through the “door of summoning”, and came out of the candlelight into the real world, in a fairly spacious washroom.
After taking the Luck Stealer spell and the Deathstroke revolver into his body, he opened the door and returned to the living room, where he maneuvered Enzo “The Winner” over to take over the Black Staff of the Sea. Words of the Sea” black staff.
After thinking about it, Klein pulled out the “Deathstroke” revolver and handed it to “Hell’s Admiral” Ludwig.
After all this, he took the two secret puppets, relying on the extraordinary ability of “travel”, and went straight to the coordinates of the spiritual world provided by the “magician” lady.
The journey was relatively smooth, the “tyrant” aura made the strange spirit world creatures along the way not dare to approach or even look directly at him, and it didn’t take long for Kraven to arrive at his destination.
The scene in front of him is not fundamentally different from the rest of the spirit world, rich and vivid color blocks overlap, a little bit of mist filled in part of the place, each deep place, a pair of eyes moved away one after another.
In the slight shaking of the cloak attached to the Pope’s vestments, Klein made a slight discernment and let Enzo “The Winner” and Ludwig “The Admiral of Hell” enter into a very thin and normal-looking mist.
Suddenly, the vision he had gained from the two secret puppets opened up, reflecting a magnificent city that could only be found in myths and legends.
Unlike normal, this city did not grow higher up, but instead extended in circle after circle towards the end of the deep pit in the ground, giving the overall impression of an upside-down mausoleum.
The buildings within it came in a variety of styles, but they were all equally bizarre; some of them were towering pillars of pale stone with huge monolithic houses polished at the top, some were long and square, with the doors of the rooms opening onto the roofs, and none of the windows, some were built underground, with a gravestone erected at the entrance, and some were built out of white bones, and were messy and branched out.
And the closer to the end of the deep pit in the ground, the better preserved the buildings were, the closer to the top, the more collapsed they were, full of the decay and dilapidation that time brings.
Klein made the two secret puppets stop and stood at the edge of the city, looking down on everything, but he couldn’t see what the buildings at the very bottom actually looked like, which was shrouded in deep darkness, and it seemed that no light had shone in for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
After a short inspection, Enzo “The Winner” took the initiative to lower his head and mumbled in the ancient Hermetic language:
”Fools who do not belong to this age;
”The mysterious master of the gray mist;
”The yellow and black king who reigns over good fortune ……”
No sooner had he spoken than Klein, who was outside the city of Calderon, heard the illusory cascade of supplications ringing in his ears and discerned that it was coming from a man with a deliberately raspy voice.
”It’s the prayer that the secret puppet just prayed ……” Klein said to himself with relief, faintly invisible and wordless, “That means Calderon City isn’t shielded from the gray fog, at least not in the outer areas, and I can go in. ”
He said this, but was in no hurry at all, and turned to maneuver “Hell’s Admiral” Ludwig, causing him to raise his left arm and open his palm.
An illusory light burst out, and then with a point as the center, it collapsed inward, forming a bronze gate that opened up.
This gate was slightly blurry and extremely illusory, its surface covered with countless mysterious patterns, giving people an unspeakable sense of dead silence and depth.
With a creak, the mysterious bronze gate moved backwards and cracked open a gap.
Through this gap, Klein saw a piece of the deepest and most profound darkness.
In the darkness, the pallor surged, sometimes curling up, sometimes falling down, like a river running through a lightless night.
On either side of it, it vaguely presented a huge and pale stone pillar, extremely similar to those that existed within the city of Calderon, yet even more exaggerated.
Just then, a pair of transparent eyes, an unnamable face, emerged abruptly, crowding the gap in the illusory bronze gate, impatient to pass through.
Klein’s eyes stung slightly, and he hastily made Secret Puppet Ludwell hold his left palm.
Clang!
The illusory gate covered with mysterious patterns was pushed by an invisible force and closed at once, disappearing from the sight of “Winner” Enzo.
”This mysterious gate that separates life from death and leads to the underworld seems to have been redirected, behind the gate is no longer the underworld, but the core area of Calderon City, the deepest part of the underground pit?” Klein, who wore a triple crown and papal vestments and held the Scepter of Poseidon, nodded his head thoughtfully.
In this way, many of the abilities of the Necromantic Realm would be rewritten and changed in Calderon City.
With this knowledge, Klein once again asked “Hell Admiral” Ludwig to raise his left arm.
The left half of this secret puppet’s body quickly became illusory, with a little bit of dark green color, as if it had become a ghost or a ghost.
His arm and little arm no longer obeyed the rules of reality, and extended a long distance, with a pale palm and an illusory face protruding from it.
The mouth of that face was half-open, and the tongue was as sharp as a snake’s core, covered with white hair.
This tongue flicked out a long way at once, giving the impression that it wasn’t real enough, as if it could directly drill into the human body and suck out the soul.
”Sure enough, Ludwell’s ‘Messenger of Death’ ability obtained with the help of that underworld creature in his body has mutated, not only has it become even more powerful, but it has also changed from extracting the spirit body through space to directly sucking it out …… “Klein stood at the entrance of Calderon, letting the secret puppet “Admiral of Hell” display the various extraordinary abilities of the “Grim Reaper” realm in different categories, and grasped the differences between them and the normal situation.
Among them, the common point was that they all became more powerful!
Then Klein had Enzo “The Winner” experiment with his own special abilities and the abilities attached to the “Flower of Blood” ring and the “Words of the Sea” cane, and came up with one conclusion after another:
”Fate is unaffected. ……
”Lightning is suppressed and weaker ……
”Unable to fly too high ……
”Wind Blade, Singing, Phantom Scale, Balance, Water Curtain and other abilities unchanged ……”
With these experiments over, Klein had Enzo “The Winner” and Ludwell “The Admiral of Hell” descend step by step down the pale stairs at the entrance, approaching the most marginalized area of the city of Calderon, where the buildings had all collapsed.
Nearly 200 meters away, Klein raised his right hand and pressed the face in the shadow of the triple crown, then, holding the “Scepter of Poseidon”, stepped into the thin fog.
With a slight dizziness in his head, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he had already entered Calderon, the “City of the Dead”.
Resisting the impatience in his heart, Kraven let his left glove become deeper and deeper.
His body was then vaporized, tinted with dark colors and turned into shadows, only the “Scepter of Poseidon” in his hand still emitted either silver, white or greenish blue light.
After utilizing his soul body and the suppression of the “Tyrant” card to conceal this, Klein drifted diagonally forward, blending into the shadows of the collapsed building, stealthily following the two secret puppets, and doing preliminary reconnaissance of the outer area of Calderon.
As he traveled, Klein gradually noticed something unusual:
It was too quiet here!
It was so quiet that the whole city was dead, and not even the insects had survived!
According to “Magic Mirror” Aroldus and “Red Light” Al-Moria, when the Immortal Ancestor Grey Carrie uprooted Calderon and threw it into the depths of the Spirit World, she didn’t let the city’s inhabitants leave in advance, and there would occasionally be some Spirit World creatures that would enter the city.
But at this moment, this outer area, not to mention the active living beings, not even skeletons, living corpses, or even one or two separate non-construction bones!
Klein’s spirit became more and more tense, and with the help of Enzo “The Winner” and Ludwig “Admiral of Hell”‘s line of sight, he took a closer look at the surrounding area.
In the process, “his” eyes swept over a broken pale pillar, and saw that the top of the broken old house inside the disk polished out of gold.
The smooth surface of the disk reflected a figure, but it was not Enzo the Winner, but Kraven himself, wearing a triple crown and dark blue vestments!
This Kraven’s body was eerie, his face was pale, and his eyes were devoid of color, as if he had been dead for a long time.